“Promise. ” “Why can’t you take me with you?” He begged. . . "Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. “You can’t imagine,” Sydney exclaimed, “that the people downstairs will be such drivelling asses as to believe piffle like that. Why? What is she to you?” “I was there by accident,” Ennison answered.
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